If you were gonna tell me that I talked back to the principal infront of the whole school, I would have scoffed. If you were gonna tell me that I had to raise $50, 000 with 7 of the most unusual people at school, I would have laughed. If you were going to tell that by the end I would be friends with them and find love...
Aleigha broke her crayons, again. p.s. this box includes: - broken crayons - a limited edition sharpener - some scribbles - a ride down memory lane story genre: poetry story status: completed highest ranking: #18 in poetry #11 in places
HER YELLOW DRESS TWIRLED, CAPTURING HIS GAZE, AND HIS HEART (fifth year) © rileypotters 2016